I cannot believe they didn’t bring me anything back from Toowoomba or that they didnt take me with them … I was packed and everything. They were gone for ages and going to visit family is not really a good enough excuse for leaving me at home alone and not bringing me anything back. They really are incredibly lucky that I don’t run amok while they’re away.
The only good news is that Aunty M (thank you!) came to spend time with me while they were away. I wasn’t expecting her so that was a lovely surprise. I don’t know why they think leaving me out lots of cookies and water is enough to keep me sustained … but at least they didn’t cart me off to Aunty Rosemary’s like last time!
It was good to have Aunty M’s company because I do get a bit lonely. My toys do what they can, they even come to the food bowls to keep me company while I’m eating so I don’t feel quite so deserted.
I might have to have words with the Mummies though about maybe leaving a radio or the television on for me when they go off; I’ve read all the books I can reach on the shelves. Although, speaking of books, they did bring an interesting one back with them from Toowoomba – “Over one hundred and fifteen years of news from The Daily Telegraph Mirror”. Kaz spent some time reading it with me this afternoon – and I think she was memorizing dates from it … something to do with that Trivia they’re always going off too. I’m not an expert but I think she would stand a better chance with the remembering if she wrote stuff down rather than just saying it over and over again to herself – I know she’s been doing that: I see her lips moving.
And, just for the record, regardless of what Kaz or Sooz would have you believe, I was not the one who put a hole in the tube of Kaz’s sleeping machine. Thank goodness someone knows how to use a BandAid (or two or three) around here.
Nigella ... 